If it weren't for another thing happening, I'm afraid that sooner or later, Mo Chen would be assimilated by this world, and he wouldn't want to go back to the past.

Early one morning, Meng Xinyao called and woke Mo Chen and Zhanpeng up at the same time.

On the phone, Meng Xinyao said anxiously, "Haiting is gone!" ”

Mo Chen asked the reason, and only then did he hear from Meng Xinyao that the clerk who was buried under the tunnel and had a dispute with Haiting had been found the day before yesterday.

Because of the corpse of the person concerned, those nasty Internet trolls have risen up to comment on Haiting.

The words of condemnation were higher and higher, and each sentence was more and more unbearable, so that Haiting's spirit collapsed again, and while Meng Xinyao was asleep at night, he left a note and went out secretly.

Meng Xinyao woke up in the morning, only to find that Haiting was gone, and in a hurry, she called Mo Chen.

After getting the news, Mo Chen and the others went out in a hurry and went straight to the temporary home that Meng Xinyao rented for Haiting.

After the meeting, Zhan Peng asked Meng Xinyao, "Didn't you tell him before that the clerk had been successfully rescued, why did you make such a fuss today?" ”

Meng Xinyao's eyes were red, and it seemed that when she found out that Haiting was missing in the morning, she blamed herself in her heart and cried a lot.

Meng Xinyao said with a crying voice, "I said, he was also skeptical at that time. Finally, after such a long time, the lies seem to be the truth, and he believes me a little. Who knows when he took advantage of my inattention, secretly took his mobile phone and read the rumors on the Internet. Rubbing his nose, Meng Xinyao continued, "What's even more annoying is that those trolls are so powerful, I hid here with Haiting, how did they still find us." ”

Mo Chen asked strangely, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Meng Xinyao said, "Yesterday, several terrifying express packages were sent here one after another, where are they?" ”

As she spoke, Meng Xinyao raised her hand to open the curtains in the living room, and behind the curtains were five cardboard boxes, not much bigger than shoeboxes.

Mo Chen casually opened the top box, and at a glance saw a black mass inside, which seemed to be some wigs. The wig was also drizzled with scarlet paint, exuding a burst of peculiar smell, and Mo Chen angrily threw the box back.

"Throw these things away!" Zhan Peng said with disgust.

Meng Xinyao said, "I received it yesterday, so I quickly hid it, afraid that Haiting would affect his emotions." But I didn't dare to throw it, originally I thought, please come over and help today, take it to the police station for the record, but I didn't think about it" Speaking ......of this, Meng Xinyao finally couldn't speak, her eyes were red, as if she was going to cry in the next second.

Mo Chen patted Meng Xinyao's shoulder distressedly and comforted, "Don't worry, it's a top priority, let's think about it carefully, where Haiting will go, and quickly get him back." ”

"Oh, yes." Meng Xinyao secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, took out a note from under the coffee table, and handed it to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen spread out the note, the handwriting on it was very sloppy, at first glance, it looked like it was from the handwriting of a famous calligrapher.

On the note, Haiting only left four simple words - "I'll go see him." ”

"Look...... Woo woo......" Meng Xinyao broke down and sobbed.

Zhan Peng said nervously, "He shouldn't be unable to think about it, right?" ”

Mo Chen frowned, thought for a while, and said, "No, I don't think Haiting should do anything stupid until he sees the corpse." Think about it, who will know themselves for the sake of rumors? ”

"In this way, Haiting is still safe." Meng Xinyao's eyes rekindled a glimmer of expectation.

Mo Chen nodded heavily, and he said hesitantly, "But ...... If it is confirmed that this is true, it is difficult to say. ”

"Huh?!" Meng Xinyao shouted in a lost voice.

Mo Chen said, "No, let's go!" We've got to get to Haiting quickly. ”

"But where are we going to find him?" Zhan Peng said.

Mo Chen said, "The clerk was buried alive in the tunnel, and the easiest way to confirm whether he is alive is to go to the tunnel, even if the idlers can't get close." But at the very least, it's easy to find out if there are trapped people being carried out. ”

"Hmm."

The three of them hurriedly went out, driven by Meng Xinyao, and rushed towards the collapsed tunnel.

Along the way, the three of them didn't speak, Mo Chen was thinking about things, and Zhanpeng was driving too fast because of Meng Xinyao, but Meng Xinyao's driving skills were not flattering. The car drove in the middle of the road, but it swayed from side to side from time to time, which really scared Zhanpeng half to death.

Human life is at stake, Meng Xinyao can't take care of a lot, and soon the car drove to the vicinity of the collapsed tunnel, that is, the last time, Zheng Yi drove and Zhang Zili was stationed at the barrier.

Unlike last time, as soon as Mo Chen got out of the car, he saw the roadblock in front of him, and there was a commotion.

Even here at the barricades, there are many people, many of whom have tags on their chests and heavy cameras in their hands, and it is not difficult to guess their identity - journalists.

Meng Xinyao locked the car, and the three of them trotted towards the crowd, and the police still maintained order at the checkpoint, but Mo Chen didn't see Zhang Zili's figure, otherwise, he could still ask him about the situation.

But seeing that there were so many people gathered here today, Mo Chen guessed that it must be a rescue incident, and there was new progress.

Mo Chen asked a female reporter in a red vest next to him what was going on in the tunnel, and the other party glanced at Mo Chen, and saw that Mo Chen's outfit was not an industry insider, the reporter said, "So curious, I will know the truth when I go back to our website." As she spoke, the female reporter pointed to the XX news website on the left chest of her vest.

Mo Chen pursed his lips and smiled, and said to the other party almost "That's the case, I'm an Internet writer, and I want to use the news here to write a horror." If you can tell me the details of the plot, I can add a note under my 'This Chapter Says', and your website will provide the material, what do you think? ”

"Poof~" The female reporter grinned, looked Mo Chen up and down again, and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't see it!" Still a great writer. ”

Mo Chen bowed slightly, "I don't dare to be a writer, I'm just a writer who loves writing." ”

The female reporter smiled and snorted, took the camera, adjusted the focus, and pressed the shutter with a click on the inside of the level.

She said to Mo Chen, "The suspect's car that was buried alive before has just been dug up, and I heard that all the people in the car are sitting upright, as if they are alive." ”

"They're all dead?" Zhan Peng on the side squeezed over and said.

The female reporter gave him a blank look, "Nonsense, aren't they all dead." ”